The Phoenix Rules the Realm

Yellow sand filled the sky, and bloodshed and turmoil raged. Warhorses charged, silver spears clashed with gleaming blades. She was Princess Fengyao, and also General Yixuehun. He was General Anlong, and also the Fourth Prince of Cang. They fought with blade and spear, and neither could best the other. From then on, she regarded him as the greatest humiliation of her life, while he considered her the one flaw in his. And so they remembered each other. He said, “Will you accept my realm as your betrothal gift?” She smiled calmly, her cherry-red lips parting. “I grant you my realm. You can marry me!” He pondered intently. “Allow me to consider it...”